Mark Battles - Shabba Freestyle lyrics

Happy Birthday to me, you know... I only get one day a year to get to be just about me so I'm always happy about that, but... This is for y'all Battles in the building, Battles never leaving Yeah it's my birthday, thank the Lord that I'm breathing Twice I nearly lost my life, I'm here for a reason Keep my haters in your prayers cause I swear they gon' need it Believe it, never saw me then you ain't seen fire Get in the booth and I wreck it just like a teen driver Reach higher, you tip-toeing on a string wire Same attire, so why is it that I seem flyer? He's a liar, he ain't messing with me I'm molesting the beat Take the secular three leaves, some pressure and leave Just invest in a seat, cause you're next for defeat Whoa, ain't none of y'all stopping me Huh, had to grind for a pot to pee, huh, took a lot for me Came from the bottom like there ain't no p**nography Follow me, working so hard and it's working so well City to city, a different hotel Stayed in my lane and I paved my own trail Big up to my haters, I know 'em so well, swell It makes you wanna smack your lips, a master in this action flick Your bashfulness tells me that you're mad and pissed To sad and sick, sometimes I brag a bit But never about cash and whips, I just bagged the baddest chick On a scale to fifty, she's a 49er, Kaepernick Matterless, flow is cold, I spit and get the chatter lips Castro with a rapping gift, dictating half of it You would think Mark was Cuban, owner of the Mavericks It's Battles Hahahahahaha Yeah... Happy Birthday to me You know, Happy Birthday to you This is a gift for y'all I did this like, 4:30 am I'm just gonna go enjoy my day But I wanted y'all to have something To have fun with, you know? It's Fly America